[Chorus:] Heads rush and faces blush when the fader gets touched There's not much time to rhyme and sometimes it's not enough Touch mics, touch Christ
be beat and won't lose Rap is the life and profession I choose Can't take a rest, I'm still in a rush I'm out to conquer and just cold crush Condition
point at them and wave your fist/ Media?s agenda becomes the mark on your head and plus your wrist/ This is just in case you doubted that Mars ILL was
at them and wave your fist/ Media?s agenda becomes the mark on your head and plus your wrist/ This is just in case you doubted that Mars ILL was about
